16. Graham

16

GRAHAM

“One more rep,” Whitney tells me as I lower my body into another squat. I can feel my muscles shaking as I push through the discomfort. It isn’t nearly as bad as last week, so that’s an improvement.

I grunt out as I push through the last set.

“Good job, looking nice and strong,” she praises as I sit my ass down on the mat.

“If you say so,” I say before sucking down a mouthful of water.

“How would you feel about getting out on the ice?”

“Good,” I say. “Just give me a few minutes, and I’ll go get dressed.”

“Sounds good. I think you’ll do fine out there. The few days of rest seem to have done your body good.”

“I did as you said to do and took it easy, only doing a few stretches a day and getting a few massages before you got back.”

“Glad to hear that. Now, let’s see how you do on the ice.”

I head out of the workout room and into the locker room, getting myself ready to hit the ice. The rest of the team has the day off, so it is pretty quiet around here. Only a few of the guys trickle in, getting treatments for their own injuries.

“How are you doing?” Kaden asks me as he takes a seat in his cubby next to mine.

“Better. I hope to be back out on the ice tomorrow night.”

“Good. I could really use you back out there with me. I fucking hate the line changes with you gone.”

“It can’t be that bad.” I chuckle. “But I like that you miss me,” I tease.

“Fuck right, I do. Please don’t retire anytime soon.”

“Aw, will you miss me?”

He gives me a death glare at that question.

“Lighten up, man. Go get laid or something.”

He just grunts at that suggestion and starts putting on his own gear.

“Are you joining me out on the ice?” I ask as I stand to head out of the locker room.

“Yeah, I need to get the blood flowing in my legs, so I’ll see you out there.”

I leave the room and poke my head into Whitney’s room. “I’m headed out to the ice,” I say as she presses an elbow into Camden’s neck, which causes him to wince in pain.

“Fuck that hurts,” he grunts.

“Stop being a baby,” she chides him, “I’m not even pressing that hard.”

I laugh at their banter. They really need to just give in to each other and bang it out. But who am I to talk?

“I’ll be out there in just a few minutes. Go take a few easy laps; nothing too hard until after I’m there to observe.”

“Got it, boss.” I give her a little salute and head for the rink.

“How ya feeling?” Coach asks as I walk past him.

“Good. Much better than last week.”

“What are you thinking for tomorrow?” he asks.

“I’ll let you know after I’m done on the ice.”

“Fair enough,” he agrees, and motions for me to take the ice. He follows me and stays on the bench.

I’m the only one on the ice, so the sound of each stride I take echoes in the empty space. That sound of metal scraping the ice is like a balm to my ears.

“Backward,” Coach yells from the bench, and I turn around and skate backward. I can feel my body easily switch, thanks to muscle memory. It knows what to do to glide my body from one end of the rink to the other. I work on some crossovers and stops. Switching from side to side, I test out every movement I’d face in a game. I don’t feel any of the pain or numbness I had last week.

“Looking good out there,” Whitney compliments when I come to a stop at the bench and take a drink of water.

“Thanks, it feels good.”

“That’s what I like to hear.”

“Go rest for the rest of the day. I want to see you out here tomorrow for morning skate, then we’ll make the call on the game tomorrow night.”

“Sounds like a plan, Coach.”

I skate around the rink during warm-ups. I always enjoy checking out all the kids down along the glass as they watch their hockey heroes take the ice. I pick up a puck and stop at one of the sections without the netting above it and point at a little girl with a sign asking for a puck for her birthday. I toss it up and over the glass. The huge smile that fills her face once she has the puck in her hand makes me smile. She turns her back to me, and her mom snaps a quick picture of the two of us before I have to skate on for the next drill. I usually like to toss out a few pucks before each game, so I scout out another kid to toss one to before warm-ups end.

I have the puck on my stick at the top of the zone. We’re on the power play and looking to take the lead late in the third period. A win at home would be really nice tonight. I look for the open slot, passing the puck across the zone to Kaden. He finds a small opening and sends a wrist shot flying toward the net. Zack is down in front of the goalie and deflects the puck, sending it into the back of the net. The goal horn blares in the rink as the fans go crazy, and those of us on the ice all come together in a celebration circle.

“That’s how it’s fucking done!” Zack yells as we all celebrate, then break apart to head for the bench for fist bumps from the rest of the team. I take a seat on the bench, sucking down some water as I take a break. Tonight has been exhilarating. I don’t know if it’s because I have someone important in the audience watching me play, or if it is the fact that I was able to return to the game I love so much after just a week off, or maybe even a combination of both, but tonight feels special. I’ve also had a part in each of our goals tonight, so that’s a big deal.

“That was so fun!” Savannah exclaims as she jumps into my arms when I exit the locker room and find everyone waiting on me in the family area.

“Thanks. It felt good to be back out there and to get the win,” I tell her as I bury my face in her neck and breathe in her scent. My dick swells in my slacks with her in my arms. “Ready to get you home,” I whisper into her ear.

“Yes, please,” she says as she presses against me. I know she feels my need for her.

“You coming out for drinks?” Kaden asks as he stops next to us.

“Not tonight. We’re headed home,” I reply.

“Your loss.” He smacks me on the shoulder.

“Not really,” I yell back at him.

He just laughs and waves me off as he heads out to the player parking lot.

“I think we’re going to go have a drink somewhere before heading back to your place,” Lucas tells us as we head out of the arena.

“Have fun. Don’t find too much trouble,” I tease as we fist-bump each other.

“Same goes for the two of you.” He quirks a brow at me.

“Let’s go.” I tug on Savannah’s hand. “I need you naked and underneath me now.”

“How about me naked and on my knees first?” she asks, and my cock swells a little more.

I growl in appreciation. “God, I love you. That would be very acceptable.”

Her eyes go wide at my declaration, but it’s true. I do love her.

“I love you, too,” she says before giving me a chaste kiss and turning for the door.

I speed just a little bit, wanting more than anything to get us back to my house in record time.

“I want you naked and waiting for me on the bed when I get out of here,” I say before closing the bathroom door.

I can hear her moving around in the room as I strip out of my suit. I take care of business and step out into the bedroom naked. My cock is at full attention, swollen and ready for some fun.

I take in Savannah as she’s exactly how I told her to be. Naked and on the bed. Spread out for my taking. I grip my cock, stroking the head as I anticipate her lips wrapped around it and taking me deep in her throat.

“Come here. Bring me that glorious cock.” She crooks a finger, urging me to close the distance between us. I don’t need to be asked twice, so I go to her.

“I changed my mind. I don’t want you on your knees. I want you on the bed with your head off the edge. I need that pretty pussy in my mouth as you swallow my cock.”

She immediately rolls into position and grips my cock with her hand. Her tongue glides around my crown, and I about lose all control with that one touch. “Fucking hell,” I call out as she wraps her lips fully around my cock and takes me in deep. My tip hits the back of her throat, and when she moans, I feel that all the way up my spine. “Take it like the good girl you are,” I say as I thrust a little. The sloppy sounds coming from her turn me on even more. I lean forward and slide my fingers through her folds, finding her nice and wet for me. I suck her clit into my mouth, nipping at it with my teeth as she sucks away at my cock. I can feel her body start to tense as I continue to lap at her clit.

“Graham,” she cries around my cock. I sink two fingers inside her needy pussy and find her magical spot. I know I have her on edge, but I want to see her fall apart like never before, so I pull back and slide my cock out of her mouth. “Where are you going?” she asks as I step away.

“Just you wait,” I say as I go to the nightstand. I pull out the rose she loves, as well as another slim toy, one I can slide inside her while I’m also fucking her.

I return and slide my cock along her lips, which she opens for me and takes my cock back in deep. I relish in the pleasure of her sucking my cock. My orgasm is building, but I’m not ready to let it crest yet. I need to see her fall apart first.

I return to her pussy and turn on the slim vibrator, inserting it into her. The way she hums around my cock tells me that it is hitting her just right. I turn on the rose to the higher suction setting and let it go to work on her clit. It doesn’t take long before the vibrations send her over the edge, and if the gush that I’m rewarded with is any indication, it is an intense orgasm. My cock falls from her lips as she cries out with her pleasure. I slide the vibrator in and out of her slick center as she continues to thrash with her pleasure. When her body goes limp, I pull both toys away and lap at her juices, loving the taste of her ecstasy on my tongue. I move her so she’s fully on the bed, then cover her with my body. I grip my cock, the pre-cum already leaking from my tip, and notch it at her entrance. I easily slip inside, thanks to her orgasm. Her body instantly flutters around my cock. I reach down and grab the slim vibrator and turn it down to the lowest setting, then slide it in with my cock. The vibrations have me on edge, so I know this won’t take long. I start a punishing pace, fucking her hard as I chase my orgasm. The way her body convulses underneath me has me falling over the edge right along with her.

I collapse, my lips finding hers as I kiss her deeply.

Savannah reaches down between us and pulls the vibrator out, tossing it aside as I stay buried deep inside her sweet pussy.

“Couldn’t take it any longer,” she says as we break apart.

“That was fucking intense,” I say. “Are you okay?”

“Never been better.” She smiles in a way I’ve never seen. The look of pure pleasure is written all over her face, and I couldn’t have asked for anything more at this moment. “We might need to change the bedding after that.”

“Worth it,” I say as I kiss between her breasts. “But first, let’s go shower.”

“Are you going to fuck me again in there?”

“Do you want me to fuck you again in there?” I ask. I smack her on the ass to see what kind of reaction I get, and she purrs at me. Okay, so my girl likes a little pain.

“I might need a few more minutes to recuperate first.”